Friday, 05 March 2010

• Two hearts, one day.

  This is Kacy:
  
  Every morning in my class, I read to them from a book called "Big Thoughts for Little People". Yesterday, the letter was G. G stood for God, God made everything, and loves you. He is good. We also sing songs to learn English words, so we sang "Jesus loves the little children". A boy in my class, Carlos Armando, speaks English very well. He asked me about how some kids are yellow and different kid stuff like that, and I explained that God made us all different and He loves us all no matter what we look like and no matter how bad we are. I explained that we are born with Yucky dirty hearts, and only Jesus can clean the yucky sin off of them, and then I told Him how Christ died on the cross and rose again and that was how He cleaned our hearts. When I was finished, Carlos asked me question about red kids, so I thought it had all gone over his head. Then about two minutes later, he said "Miss, I want Jesus to live in my heart. Can we pray that He will?". So, right there in the middle of second grade in Danli, Honduras, while the other kids talked and messed around, Carlos Armando and I prayed that Jesus would come into his heart and clean it and save him.
  
  I often feel useless here. I have so many words I want to say to the kids, but the language prevents it. Carlos Armando hears me, though. And he is precious to our Heavenly Father. Carlos Armando was created by God, unique in character and features, and is loved passionately by the King. I don't know what God has for Him, or for me, but I know that the words God has given me to share with little hearts are not going unheard, even if only one heart hears them.
  
  Lord, remind me of that each day. That each child in my class was created by You and for Your Glory. Remind me on those days when I want to give up. Remind me on those days when the kids have to write "I will not talk in class" sixty times because they kept on talking. Remind me on those days where they ask me a million times if they can touch my hair, or if I will tell them my full name. Remind me, Lord, that the Kingdom belongs to such as these.
  
  
  This is JD:
  
  Hello everyone. Many moons have passed since I have typed on a blog, so this might not be quite as eloquent as you are used to reading...
  Today, an old friend passed away. It's always a weird feeling when someone you know goes Home, but it tends to have a different effect when:
  1. The friend is around your age.
  2. You served with them in ministry.
  3. You went to college with them.
  4. You are in another country and are unable to mourn as you normally would.
  
  #4 is new to me...I have Kacy here to listen/encourage, which is great. I am very thankful for that...but she never met Barry, so we can't really swap stories about him. I can't go to Providence on Friday to mourn/thank God/encourage/be encouraged with his family (wife Charity and 2 children) others who knew and loved him. And we don't have internet yet, so I can't call friends in TX who knew and loved him. So, right now I have so many different emotions running through my body/heart/soul. Joy that his body is healed and he is with our Father...sorrow for his family...sadness that he is gone...then feeling unsure of what to do now. As I am typing, I am reminded that I can go straight to our great Christ for comfort and intercession. This gives me a sense of peace, although I am still uneasy at the moment.
  
  Please pray for Charity and their children, Will and Layla. Please pray for peace and comfort for them. Please pray that Christ holds them in his hands.
  
  I am reminded again that He is bigger than me. Bigger than this world. And that He has determined the appointed times and boundaries of our habitation (Acts 17:26). He has placed us here and he has brought Barry Home. He is in control of us not having internet and not being able to speak with our families and friends yet because we are not supposed to fully rely upon them...but on Him. I do have moments when I do not believe this is true...when anger and resentment settle in and I'm just wanting to grab a drink with DJ or Bryce or Matt or Geoff or Paul or (insert name here) and just can't. Friends and family: Please know that we miss you and love you, and are eternally grateful for your presence in our lives.
  
  And Kacy, know I love you, enjoy you, and cherish you. You are my love.
  
  On another note...
  I highly recommend The Book of Basketball by Bill Simmons. Great read. Almost finished with it and ready for Baseball season. Go Sox!
  
  
  

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